October- Part 1

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Another run in. Really, we're just too bad. It's the Slytherin in us that makes us put up a fight. This time it was Olive Beaumont and her gang of little misfit loons. I got so riled up Draco had to hold me back.

He took me to my dorm when I asked because he knew my ticking time bomb tone, and I had used it. He pulled me by my hand around the longest possible route to the Slytherin common room. When we got there he spoke the password and pulled me inside.

"Better?" He asked, and I took a deep breath before I smiled.

He pulled me in for a tight hug and kissed my forehead. My heart beat so fast I thought for sure he could hear it. The blush I'd experienced while he was holding me back returned and I couldn't look at him. And just like always, he could sense that.

"Nat, look at me." He commanded, and I did what he asked reluctantly.

He smoothed my hair back from my face and tilted my chin up so that I was looking into his eyes.

"She's no one. You're the Slytherin Princess, the best friend the Slytherin Prince could ever ask for." He winked and lifted me off the ground. I giggled as he spun me in a circle.

"You stupid git!" I smacked his chest playfully when he put me down just as Kayla entered the common room, smelling like shit. She shooed me off.

I'm off to the library to finish my Charms paper just before going to class. I have been keeping up as best I can with my studies, but dealing with the girls can be a bit rattling. I've been concerned with a lot of drama going on, I'm afraid.

I want to talk to my mum and my Aunts about it. The five of them should be able to give me some good advice. However, my aunts aren't as...cut throat...as my mum is. My mum had to be tough: she and daddy had me in their seventh year. People thought they were crazy.

She tells me stories sometimes, of how golden couples like James and Lily laughed at them, but how they didn't care. They were happy and most times that was enough to fend anyone that bothered them off.

My hatred of the golden trio began with that. How dare half-bloods and Mudbloods consider themselves above my mum and dad? To be honest, Purebloods are just...better. There's no denying it.

Oh! I almost forgot about Professor Umbridge. She's completely bonkers. She's now cancelled all students' organizations and it seems as if she's making a new decree everyday. She's been allowed by the Ministry to review all classes. While normally that would be great, because of the fact that it's Professor Umbridge, I'm terribly worried.

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